To the Hilltop I have ascended
The search for solace has ended;
To the Hilltop I have ascended,
On external navigation I have depended;
To the Hilltop I have ascended,
A man I was not, but I pretended.

To the Mecca I have come,
The tears of loneliness are done;
To the Mecca I have come,
My internal compass appears to have won;
To the Mecca I have come,
A Black male leader I strive to become.

To the Capstone I have arrived,
My roots no longer feel deprived;
To the Capstone I have arrived,
A vision my imagination had contrived;
To the Capstone I have arrived,
The only question is,
CAN I SURVIVE?